Shy girl agrees to wear slutty Halloween costume [03 – Final] [FFFMN] [College] [Shame] [OC]

Start on [episode 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/j30q52/shy_girl_agrees_to_wear_slutty_halloween_costume/). This story builds.

The host allowed Jane to choose the topic of her trivia duel with Valerie. It was a sympathetic gesture. Jane would have to play the game handcuffed, nearly naked. She meditated on the choice. Her emotions at this juncture, the center of attention at this surreal party, captured by unfamiliar desires for Valerie, were not stable. She experienced the superposition of wanting to revert to a state of helplessness and submit to Valerie, and (this part novel) wanting vindictively to put her in the same demeaned position, to shame her in front of these witnesses. The latter impulse was on Jane’s mind when she selected her most knowledgeable trivia topic, Tolkien.

Valerie looked up from her phone when she heard Jane’s answer. “Interesting choice.”

Jane saw something in Valerie through that reaction that she never had before: fear. Valerie had pulled Jane into the ring without hesitation, without even paying full attention. Apparently she hadn’t considered the unlikely possibility that Jane would stop shuddering long enough to think, let alone _win_. Suddenly the desire in Jane that she had played with, which had made Jane feel impotent and frustrated, became a real threat to her.

To enable Jane to write her answers down, Valerie allowed the host to uncuff Jane’s hands. Now Jane had her hands back in her control, too. The balance of power was shifting and Valerie looked uncomfortable.

Something else contributed to Valerie’s discomfort. It may have been why she made the impulsive decision to drag Jane into the game. In the back, Eva had taken off all of her clothes, and John had taken off his shirt. Eva moaned gratuitously as John fucked her from behind, probably to torture Rob. John sort of flicked at Rob’s frustrated cock on occasion, and Rob moved and grunted as if he involuntarily enjoyed that. The scene was anything but quiet, and everyone looked over to it at least on the occasions when Eva made her louder sounds of pleasure, which made Valerie’s absolute abstinence from turning around to glance at it rather conspicuous. When Jane recalled that Valerie had been texting John all night, and that it was her who arranged to ride to the party with him, the pieces fit together. Valerie wanted John, and she was listening to another woman have him. Jane realized Valerie was not only less than invincible, but vulnerable and weak.

This did not make Jane sympathetic. It made her feel empowered and cruel. She decided that after winning, after stripping Valerie of that pretentious cheerleader’s costume and throwing her clothes into the crowd, after handcuffing her naked with her hands above her head so that she was helpless and regretted ever coming to that party, Jane would slap Valerie’s tit so hard it would leave a red mark in the shape of her hand. Jane wanted it to _hurt_ her.

A small group chattered down the hall, getting louder. They were walking toward the living room from what Jane realized was the bong room Mark was in earlier. Jane needed, absolutely needed, for him not to show up until this game was over.

The trivia question came. The host asked them to list as many titles of Tolkien publications as remembered, for a point each. Jane could do this easily. She could list the entire bibliography with publication dates. But she wasn’t doing that. She was staring into the crowd, into Mark’s eyes.

Mark shoved people aside and made his way through to approach a frozen Jane. He looked her over. He started at her feet, lingered on her chest, and finally settled on her face. “Jane?”

“…”

“You wouldn’t even take off your sweater with me…”

Time was running out. Valerie had written an answer down and Jane’s sheet was blank.

“Mark, please talk to me later, I –”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” he said, in a tone that indicated he was not, “I didn’t realize I was interrupting your fucking orgy. Jesus, who even are you?”

The timer buzzed.

They wasted no time. Valerie pulled Jane’s underwear down and the host untied and pulled her bra off.

Jane used her hands to cover herself in front of Mark.

Mark towered over her and was fully clothed. On his face which she knew so well, Jane could see he was both enraged that someone else was touching her, and aroused with anticipation to see what he had not been allowed to see before.

Valerie grabbed Jane’s left hand and the host grabbed Jane’s left, both brushing her inner thigh as they did. They forced her hands behind her back, where they re-applied the cuffs.

Jane kept her head down to avoid seeing all the people who were now seeing her whole body. But where she looked, she saw Mark growing an obvious tenting erection from finally seeing his ex girlfriend’s breasts. Between Mark and what she imagined everyone else was thinking as they looked at her she felt transparent. She felt like not only skin was exposed but also her arousal. She pinched her thighs together so no one might see that she was wet.

With the crossbar occupied, Valerie chose another way to restrain Jane. Right there in the middle of the floor, she gripped Jane’s shoulders and pushed her down to her knees. Valerie whispered in Jane’s ear, “You thought you were going to win. That’s cute.” She cuffed Jane’s wrists to her ankles, so she was stuck on her knees and couldn’t hunch over to hide herself.

Now there was anger. Suddenly, lots of anger. “Fuck you, Valerie. It should be you here.”

“Aww. I think I need to call your handler. Stephanie!”

Valerie walked around the room, picking up guys from the crowd for some terrible purpose, Jane was sure.

Stephanie knelt down beside Jane and put a cold hand on her waist line. “Oh my little prisoner, what have you gotten yourself into?”

Jane thought she should be able persuade Stephanie to help her. They were roommates, that had to count for something. “Please make Mark go away.”

Mark was staring down at them with his hands in his pockets as if their reason for being there was not obvious.

Stephanie crawled her fingers gently downward, between Jane’s legs. “Don’t worry about him. Valerie will be back with help any minute.”

“What? Why are you –”

Stephanie started to massage Jane’s wet clit with her finger tips.

Jane tried again to say, “Why are you –” but lost control of her breath.

A group of five men followed Valerie into the center of the room. They surrounded Jane in a circle.

Valerie knelt down beside Jane, opposite Stephanie. “You’re cute when you’re turned on,” she said, and licked the inside of Jane’s ear.

Jane wanted to slap Valerie in the face with the back of her hand, to hurt her with a full wind-up and follow through, but couldn’t of course, due to the cuffs. “Get the fuck away from me.” She was angry about Valerie’s tongue in her ear, to the point of violently ideating, but she didn’t even try to move away. A thirst in her was more powerful. She held back a sound that would have betrayed her pleasure.

Valerie laughed to herself and said into Jane’s ear, “No.”

The men Valerie had led over had taken off their shirts and held their erect cocks in their grips. They closed in on where Jane was restrained on the ground. Among them, in the front, was Mark.

Valerie gently pinched Jane’s nipple, and started biting at her ear. Jane closed her eyes and tried to turn away from her to hide the pleasure on her face.

But turning away from Valerie was turning toward Stephanie. Stephanie caught Jane’s jaw her hand and kissed her. While holding Jane in that kiss, she slid her hand down further, and entered Jane’s wet pussy with two fingers. While Stephanie’s tongue entered Jane’s mouth, her palm massaged Jane’s clit, and her fingers drew small circles on the inside of Jane.

Jane was losing her grip on any semblance of inhibition. A moan of pleasure escaped her, muffled by Stephanie’s kiss.

Valerie gripped Jane’s hair and pulled her head back. Stephanie still held Jane’s jaw, and used her grip to hold Jane’s mouth open. Jane tried to close her mouth and turn away when she saw why, but couldn’t against both of their force. Mark, and the men Valerie had led over, were stroking and aiming their cocks at Jane’s open mouth.

Stephanie became rougher with Jane’s pussy. Jane tried to squirm away from that too, but Valerie held her down.

Jane was moaning now, unrestrained. Her chest heaved with uncontrolled breath. Thirst consumed her and tore away more from her inhibition.

Mark’s, and two other hard, throbbing cocks were in her face. She took the one to the left in her mouth, ignoring Mark’s. She wet her lips and slowly allowed it to enter her mouth, flicking it with her tongue as she consumed it.

Mark tried to force his closer to her face. His movement was erratic and desperate as he watched Jane suck another man’s cock.

Jane pulled away from the other man’s cock and kissed his tip, which in combination with the “oh my god” and eye roll that slipped out of Jane when Stephanie found the right rhythm on her clit was too much for him, apparently. He came on Jane’s face, leaving cum all around her mouth and dripping onto her tits from her chin.

Stephanie was controlling her, taking Jane somewhere she had never been before. The sensation of an electric current through all of her body, starting from her pussy, grew louder along with Jane’s noises of unwilling ecstasy.

Jane started kissing the other cocks men were shoving in her face, except Mark’s, and was soon practically drinking cum. It covered her lips completely. Warm cum ran down over her nipples. Men behind her finished in her hair. Her craving for it was insatiable.

Valerie and Stephanie held her mouth open again. Valerie wet one of her fingers in Jane’s mouth, and then spread Jane’s ass cheeks. Then there was panic.

In spite of Jane’s frantic squirming to prevent it, Valerie moved her free hand down the small of Jane’s back unperturbed. Her finger traced further down. Jane couldn’t even speak because Stephanie was pleasuring her so rigorously she could not catch her breath.

Mark’s cock touched Jane’s lips, and she could not close her mouth.

The electric sensation in her body was reaching a fever pitch. Her muscles quivered without her command.

Then it happened. It happened with Mark’s cock in her mouth, with Stephanie’s fingers in her pussy, with Valerie’s tongue in her ear, with cum all over her lips and chest, and with Valerie’s finger massaging the rim of her asshole. Jane came.

She was squirting and shaking and now shamelessly devouring Mark’s cock. Men continued to stop by and aim their cum at her face or chest and Stephanie fingered her even harder and faster.

Jane, finally, had gotten out of her shell.

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